Great Expectations Audition Sides 12
HERBERT. Enjoying yourself?
(HERBERT looks over at ESTELLA and whistles.)
PIP. She hasn't danced with me once. She never does.
HERBERT. Oh, everybody wants to dance with Estella. She' the toast of London. All the other ladies are furious.
PIP. She's been dancing with that idiot Drummle all night.
HERBERT. Why Drummle? He's awful.
PIP. I know.
HERBERT. He may be rich, and he may come from a long line of Lords or whatever they are –
PIP. Dukes, I think.
HERBERT. But he's a nasty piece of work. He's stupid and he's cruel.
(DRUMMLE bangs into another SUITOR. He pushes him.)
DRUMMLE. You! Get out of my way!
(DRUMMLE and ESTELLA continue to dance.)
HERBERT. And he's drunk.
PIP. Even when she dances with somebody else, she keeps looking over at him, and smiling. She never does to me.
(The dance ends. DRUMMLE sees PIP and HERBERT.)
DRUMMLE. Oh look! It's you two, is it? Oh lord.
PIP. Hello, Estella.
DRUMMLE. 'Hello, Estella.' Oh lord … (He laughs. To ESTELLA.) I'm getting another drink before it all runs out. You coming?
ESTELLA. I'll be there in a minute, dear.
HERBERT. A gentleman would offer to bring the lady a drink, Drummle.
DRUMMLE. 'A gentleman would offer to bring the lady a drink.' Oh lord …
(DRUMMLE walks off. HERBERT goes to mingle.)
ESTELLA. Why on earth do you look so cross?
PIP. Is it really a conquest to win over old Drummle? Why do you encourage him? Is it because he's rich? Is it? Because rich or not, you should know that everyone hates the man! And I can't bear people watching you throw yourself away on someone so generally despised.
ESTELLA. But I can bear it.
ESTELLA. Oh what do you want? That I should deceive and entrap you?
PIP. Do you deceive and entrap him?
ESTELLA. Him and many others. All except you. He's coming back. Would you please find someone to dance with and stop looking over me like a pathetic puppy? That, I can't bear.
ESTELLA (to DRUMMLE). Hello, dear. Did you get your drink?
DRUMMLE. Awful wine. Cheap. Nobody knows how to give a party anymore.
ESTELLA. Never mind. Let's find you some champagne instead.
DRUMMLE. I hate champagne.